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"And where are you coming from by this time of the morning?" Quincy's voice sprang through the air the minute he spotted Asher who had just walked into their mansion. He was seated on the couch and judging from the litters and wraps that surrounded him, Asher could tell that he had also slept there as well.
Quincy was the messiest amongst the three of them so he wasn't really surprised to see him decorated with the trash that was supposed to be discarded into the dumpster.
"You still haven't answered my question." He repeated but Asher walked past him on the couch, completely ignoring his question.
"Because I don't want to. I do whatever the hell I want." Asher stuffed his hands into his hoodie pockets and made his way into the kitchen. He was surprised to see the mess on the floor o
